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May 2023
Static sticking me to the bed
the fog's coming in and it's
mostly dead
quiet,
the only sound is the
lonely sound of a seagull
calling
somewhere up there.

Blue sparks
from
an ocean where
grey sharks
swim freely
but
I'm nearly awake now,

all is well.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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